Wake n Bake

I just wake and I bake
Raps out the kitchen
I'm serving a plate
See the roads paved
It's never my lane
I know God got me
He making a way
Blessings still coming
It's just a delay
My problems run deep
Can't pray them away
(Nah nah nah)
And niggas run their mouth
It's rarely a chase

Midlife crisis at 25
Heart been dead, I'm still alive
Niggas turned bitches
I'm still that guy
All I'm my feelings
I've been inside
Niggas switching up
Ok cool but it ain't new to me
I can never give another opp
An opportunity
Jerry ass niggas still
Coming with Tom foolery
Heart in the ground
I'm still writing the eulogy
Every time I'm feeling ambitious
I'm left empty
Hard to forgive these days
It's not healthy
Every time I try to make up
It ain't Fenty
Every time I try pay up
That shit hefty
Hollow inside
These ain't just lyrics
I really rap about feelings
In hopes that I could feel em
They really not there
It's something I'm not concealing
Treating myself fair
Is something it's not giving
VSOP on the table I'm still sippin
Scrolling in my phone
While shawdy saying I don't listen
A stable state of mind
Is something I'm not bringing
Ball is in my court
That's why we no longer kick it
Two shots
Just something to feel different
But If we talking hearts
It's something I'm not spilling
Driving myself crazy
You'd think that a nigga whippin
Problems too grown
My nigga I'm not kidding

I just wake and I bake
Raps out the kitchen
I'm serving a plate
See the roads paved
It's never my lane
I know God got me
He making a way
Blessings still coming
It's just a delay
My problems run deep
Can't pray them away
(Nah nah nah)
And niggas run their mouth
It's rarely a chase



Credits
Writer(s): Siyabulela Khwekhwe
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